But he expected something. "If I know women rightly," he said to himself, "she will not be able to sleep to-night without sending a messenger to see whether the victim is suffering according to her calculations."
And sure enough his mother-in-law came. "Good evening," she said; "are you sitting here alone, my son?"
With the stoicism of an Indian before the fire which is to roast him, he answered: "Yes, I am sitting alone."
"And what are you thinking of doing now?"
"Of going, naturally."
"You seem to take this matter very quietly."
"Why not?"
"Maria intends to seek for a separation."
"I can imagine it."
"Then you don't love her."